I’m back home at my parents’ house sitting in my old room.  It’s kind of strange really because I haven’t been here for more than 6 months.  I used to come home every weekend my first year of college and now I’m only here about once a year.  I guess that means I’m a grown up now.  This weekend was wild.  I’ve already eaten at almost all of my favorite restaurants, went dancing twice, given myself an insane hangover, and played rock band.  Now that I’m back in San Diego its time to slow things down a bit.  We had dinner and relaxed all evening and I almost stayed home tonight but I cannot resist an evening with the Ladies of the PQ so I’m off to Behrle’s in a bit.  Tomorrow I need to do my xmas shopping but I will not be going to any malls.  I will not give myself another panic attack like last year.  I just can’t handle insane people running in every direction without any regard for their surroundings.  It gives me a mega-mindfreak.  Wishin my boy was here right now…..